Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

woman's taste Ding Hao murmured and repeated, his thoughts suddenly drifted back to the world he had lived in for more than 20 years, past and present, until now, he also had a woman, he had a woman. The first time he had a woman was when he was a sophomore.When he was a sophomore, he was fully grown where he should be. Sometimes he looked at his little brother, and he even thought it would be better to stop growing from now on.Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and the east wind will come soon. Dongfeng's name is Moyan, and she is a senior in junior year. The first time the two met on campus was when he was riding his bicycle and turned a corridor. Just now, two students who were riding a bicycle in a hurry collided with each other. At this time, she came.She was riding a lady's car, holding on to the handlebars, avoiding the two fallen people, babbling: Be careful, be careful, don't hit me, don't hit me

Mo Yan's skin is very fair, her eyes are slender and not too big, but they always seem to be smiling.The most beautiful thing is her mouth, which is shaped like a lozenge, with bright red lips and a mouthful of fine white teeth. When she is begging nervously, she looks extremely charming, and her figure is also pretty good.Yang Decheng's eyes are very poisonous, and he can see all her advantages at a glance. Later, when Moyan gently grasped Yang Decheng's firm body with her small mouth like a red water chestnut, Yang Decheng would think of her soft voice when she was riding a bicycle: Be careful, be careful, don't hit me , don't hit me

As a result, his belly would be burning like a fire, and his buttocks would push hard, but Moyan just sucked tighter and hugged harder, and never shouted out "Be careful, don't bump into me." fuck me!if. That day, while yelling in panic not to hit me, while shaking the front of the car, Mo Yan, who insisted on having a close contact with Yang Decheng who was dodging her, still bumped into him, Yang Decheng just looked at her and smiled helplessly. The two got acquainted with each other, maybe people who can like each other, their bioelectricity is really very compatible, from Yang Decheng helping Mo Yan to the infirmary, to when Senior Mo Yan rode him like a wild horse, it was only three months before and after. time.

The senior was no longer a virgin at that time, and Yang Decheng Yang Decheng certainly would not shamelessly admit that he was a virgin, but his tense body was like a bow with a taut string, and he shamelessly exposed everything about him to the senior.Mo Yan, who was going to lie there to endure his storm, was excited and joyful, and there was also a kind of maternal love and affection. Does it mean that a woman will also feel very proud when she owns a man for the first time? Therefore, Yang Decheng's first night was completely dominated by the senior sister who looked weak but was extremely hot on the bed.In order to cover up the pitiful groans from the single bed, the senior sister turned on his computer and played a song at the highest volume: A galloping horse, shooting the eagles lead the bow, the world is in my heart

Yang Decheng's eyes popped angrily, his qi sank in his dantian, he concentrated his strength on one point, and fought against the rammed round buttocks without showing any weakness.After scoring twice and going crazy, Miss Mo, who shoots birds and bows, is finally satisfied. Yang Decheng, sweating profusely and panting, picked up the cigarette that his senior sister lit for him, and suddenly thought very depressingly: Damn, it looks like I raped by her. But that taste is really ecstasy, when the climax comes, the world spins, the whole body seems to explode into billions of pieces, and then slowly recombine into one, so the two of them never tire of this kind of game.But the gathering of people is like the floating clouds in the sky. You don't know when the two floating clouds that are far apart in the sky will be blown together by the wind, and when they will be separated by it.

Mo Yan first stepped into the society a year ago, and in front of those wealthy uncles who looked like Marshal Zhao Gong who traveled by BMW and fanned themselves with banknotes, young boys like Yang Decheng were immediately downgraded from Prince Charming to a white horse guard .No matter how white a white horse is, it is still a guard.Although the two never explicitly said they broke up, before they knew it, they had changed from lovers to a relationship between a senior and a junior. Thinking of the past, Ding Hao sighed softly. There were not many things worthy of his memory in the previous life, but it was the place where he lived for more than 20 years after all.Thinking about it again, Sao Zhuer, eagerly looking forward to having a taste of a woman, is probably the most vivid portrayal of him tomorrow.

Miss Ding is right, it is good to have a backbone, but if a person has no special skills but is still proud, then he is not aware of current affairs.If a man has no ability or even self-esteem, then he really has nothing. Thinking of this, Ding Hao suddenly jumped up, stood on the high pile of straw, crossed the ridges of the roof and looked into the distance. With the pride in my heart, he suddenly turned around and asked seriously: "Zhuer, what do you think I can do to make a living if I leave the Ding's compound?" Uh, Zhu'er put his chin on his chin and thought about it for a long time, then he suddenly smiled: I thought of it, with your skillful skill in playing with that horsewhip, if you left Ding's house, you might be able to find a job in Ye's car dealership. The work of a coachman or mule driver.

Ding Hao choked, and said angrily: If I don't want to be a coachman or a mule driver, what else can I do? Sao Zhuer thought about it seriously for a long time: If you don't want to be a coachman and mule driver, then if you are lucky, you might be able to be a big whip in Ye's car dealership. Ding Hao opened his arms, leaned back, smashed back into the straw pit with a bang, and moaned: "Can't we make it if we don't drive the car?" Sao Zhu'er said in amazement: Then what else can you do? Ding Hao rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said in a soft voice: "Hawks don't talk to sparrows."

A farmer's sly smile flashed in Sao Zhu'er's eyes: What's the matter, do you want to be a father-in-law? On New Year's Eve, in the evening, Ding's family worshiped their ancestors. The Ding Family Ancestral Hall covers an area of ​​about ten acres. It is located in the east of the Ding Family Courtyard. The entire ancestral hall faces east from west. The pavilions and terraces in the ancestral hall are very quiet.That night, Ding Tingxun brought Xu Xian Zhou, two concubines, two daughters, the eldest son's wife Lu, and all the deacons, servants and maidservants in the whole family to the Ding Family Ancestral Hall.

On both sides of the gate of the ancestral hall stands a white marble lion more than one meter high. Once entering the gate, there is a tall courtyard, a yard like a patio, and a five-cornered pavilion facing the gate. The five pillars of the pavilion, The steps, the round table and the stone drum in the pavilion are all made of white marble. On both sides of the pavilion is a large white marble stele with a width of one meter and a height of four to five meters carried by a tortoise. The thick blue bricks on the four walls are as big as four later red bricks.The thick blue tiles on the roof, like the scales of black fish, shone faintly under the light, and the high eaves were carved with exquisite flower and bird patterns, showing solemnity and beauty.

As soon as they entered the ancestral hall, the servants and maidservants knelt down in the yard as ordered. Further forward was the hall, with a long row of houses on both sides. After passing the hall, there was another courtyard. The place where the long-term foreman kneels and sacrifices. Going forward, the third courtyard is the hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Ding family. Those with thick futons were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall. Mrs. Zhou, with her two daughters, one daughter-in-law and two concubines, knelt at the entrance of the hall.Ding Tingxun, who was sick and offered sacrifices to his ancestors, walked slowly into the ancestral hall where the spirit tablets of his ancestors were enshrined. Ding Hao knelt in the crowd of servants awkwardly, watching Ding's house solemnly sacrifice the ceremony as if he was watching a big drama, secretly rejoicing in his heart, fortunately his old lady reminded him to tie thick cushions in his cotton trousers, otherwise Master Na Ding looked slowly, when he finished sacrificing his ancestors, even if he didn't have rheumatism, his knees would be green. Ding Hao raised his head without respect, and looked around.The buildings in the ancestral hall are much taller than ordinary houses. Those houses are five or six meters high, and the five-cornered pavilion is four or five meters high. Huge wooden pillars support the eaves of the pavilion. The beams are also huge trees. I really don’t know how many century-old trees, how many white marble boulders and blue bricks Ding’s family used to build this ancestral hall. The Ding family is really willing to spend money, just the money to build this pavilion is probably enough to make me, an illegitimate son, live a decent life.Ding Hao looked at the pavilion with a sneering smile on his lips.He moved his body, and was about to move forward a little, to hide under the lee of the stone tortoise, when suddenly there was a shrill cry from behind, which was extremely piercing in the quiet and solemn ancestral hall: Dongjia, Dongjia, Big things are bad, big things are bad! Liu Shishi, the steward of the outer court kneeling in the courtyard of the second entrance, heard the movement, and was afraid of disturbing the old man who was worshiping the ancestors in the ancestral hall. He got up and ran over quickly. : You bastard, you don’t even know how to speak human words when it’s Chinese New Year’s Eve, what’s the big deal that you can’t wait for the master to finish offering sacrifices to the ancestors and then say it quietly? Ding Hao turned his head to look, and through the twelve chained lanterns on each side of the gate, he could clearly see a big man with one foot inside the threshold and the other outside the threshold, holding on to the gate and panting for breath.He was wearing a dog fur cap and a sheepskin jacket, and both cotton trouser legs were put on long-distance leggings. He cried out anxiously: "I can't wait, something serious happened, tell the master quickly, the grain truck was robbed, and the young master was injured." Seriously injured, the eldest and young master asked the younger to hurry back and tell the boss to respond as soon as possible. With a bang, everyone in the courtyard was stunned by the news. The young master of the Ding family was seriously injured, which may not have much to do with them, but the food truck was robbed, but everyone panicked. It was a catastrophe that destroyed the family. ah. The Ding family has been selling food to the military for more than ten years. The army guarding the border is the source of wealth and power of the Ding family, but this is a double-edged sword. It would be a great crime if the army rations were not enough, and if it caused a mutiny in the army, it would be a serious crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the nine clans.Now it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, and I heard that the northern Tartars are raiding the grass valley and are harassing the border. If the frontier army loses because of lack of rations, how can the Ding family carry it? Hearing the news, Liu Shiyi slipped his feet and almost fell down the steps. Without letting go of a fart, he turned around and ran in, running wildly, crying: "Master, master, it's not a big deal!" all right!